House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 514: A story with flaws and flowing quail eggs

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不只是曦曦,墨菲也好奇地看向杨轶。

Not only Xixi, but Murphy also looked at Yang Yi curiously.

“你们知道过桥米线是怎么来的吗?”杨轶问道。

“Do you know how the Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles came from?” Yang Yi asked.

“我知道。”墨菲噗嗤一笑,“我知道你要说什么故事了!”

“I know.” Murphy chuckled. “I know what story you’re going to tell!”

杨轶挑了挑眉头,故意说道:“是吗?你都知道了?那我不说了。”

Yang Yi raised his brows and said deliberately, “Really? You already know? Then I won’t say it.”

“可是,可是我不知道呀!”曦曦摇摇头,在椅子上扭了扭小屁股,焦急地叫道,“粑粑我要听!”

“But, but I don’t know!” Xixi shook her head, twisted her **** on the chair, and cried anxiously, “Baba, I want to listen!”

杨轶哭笑不得地说道:“好,妈妈不许剧透,我讲给曦曦听。”

Yang Yi said with tears in her eyes, “Okay, mom doesn’t allow spoilers, I’ll tell Xixi about it.”

墨菲冲他示威地挥挥小拳头,但眼里都是笑意。

Murphy waved a small fist at him in protest, but there was a smile in his eyes.

“很久很久以前,有一个书生,他为了能够专心地准备考试,就在我们刚才去的那个滇池湖中心一个岛上读书。”杨轶说了起来,还带着一点自己的修改,“岛上可没有东西吃,也没有饭店,只有他自己一个人,所以,到午饭的时候,他的妻子就会来给他送午饭。可是,由于路途有点远,她到岛上的时候,饭菜都凉了。”

“A long time ago, there was a scholar. In order to concentrate on preparing for the exam, he studied on an island in the center of Dianchi Lake that we went to just now.” Yang Yi said, with a little modification of his own, “There is no food or restaurant on the island, he is alone, so when it’s time for lunch, his wife will come to bring him lunch. The food is cold.”

“凉了不好吃!”曦曦已经被爸爸绘声绘色的讲述中,沉浸到了故事里,小姑娘还很好心地提醒道。

“It doesn’t taste good when it’s cold!” Xixi has been immersed in the story by her father’s vivid description, and the little girl reminded her kindly.

“对!”杨轶拍了一下手,冲曦曦竖起大拇指,说道,“曦曦你太聪明了,没错,这饭菜如果凉了就不好吃!”

“Yes!” Yang Yi clapped his hands, gave Xixi a thumbs up, and said, “Xixi, you are too smart, yes, this food will not taste good if it is cold!”

曦曦被夸了,绞着手指头,开心地笑了起来。

Xi Xi was praised, she twisted her fingers and laughed happily.

“但没办法,那个时候有没有现在这么方便,也没有保温盒,拿过去肯定会凉,怎么办呢?”杨轶说道,他故意卖了一下关子。

“But there is no way. At that time, was it as convenient as it is now, and there is no insulation box, it will definitely be cold if you take it, what should I do?” Yang Yi said, he deliberately sold it.

墨菲眼睛亮晶晶地看着杨轶,她听出了杨轶讲述的故事里面出现的破绽,但她就是没说,憋着笑坐在那儿。

Murphy looked at Yang Yi with bright eyes. She could hear the flaws in the story Yang Yi told, but she just didn’t say anything and sat there with a smile on her face.

“怎么办?”曦曦歪着小脑袋想了一会儿,然后收敛起笑容,有些发愁地问道。

“What should I do?” Xixi tilted her head and thought for a while, then she restrained her smile and asked worriedly.

“那个小娘子想到了一个非常好的办法,就是弄出咱们吃的这种过桥米线,其他的菜都是烫得熟,然后用碟子盛着,放在了篮子里。而最主要的是这汤!”杨轶指了指大海碗,微笑着说道,“汤是煮好之后,上面覆盖上一层肥鸡熬出来的油。”

“The little lady thought of a very good way, that is to make the bridge-crossing rice noodles we eat, and the other dishes are boiled and cooked, and then they are placed in a dish and placed in a basket. The main thing is this soup!” Yang Yi pointed to the sea bowl and said with a smile, “The soup is boiled and covered with a layer of oil from the fat chicken.”

小姑娘微微地张着小嘴巴,听得入神了。

The little girl opened her mouth slightly and listened fascinatedly.

“这层油可关键了,因为油盖在汤面,能够挡住汤里的热气,让它不容易跟空气接触而热量消失。”杨轶手指头比划着,声容并茂地带曦曦走进“科学”。

“This layer of oil is the key, because the oil covers the soup noodles, which can block the heat in the soup, making it difficult for it to come into contact with the air and the heat disappears.” Yang Yi gestured with his fingers, and led Xixi away into “Science”.

好神奇啊!曦曦的大眼睛里都是惊奇的神采。

How amazing! Xixi’s big eyes were full of surprise.

“所以,小娘子带着这碗热腾腾的汤,到了岛上,然后在放入之前烫熟的那些菜和米线,就跟我们现在这些一样,所有的菜和米线都被热滚滚的汤烫热,而书生也可以吃上又热又香的午饭,终于可以继续努力准备考试了!”

“So, the little lady took this bowl of hot soup to the island, and then put the vegetables and rice noodles that were cooked before putting in, just like we are now, all the vegetables and rice noodles were boiled hot The soup is hot, and the scholar can also have a hot and delicious lunch, and finally can continue to work hard to prepare for the exam!”

“这就是过桥米线的由来!”杨轶说完了,准备迎接女儿的赞美。

“This is the origin of the bridge-crossing noodle!” Yang Yi finished speaking, ready to receive her daughter’s praise.

然而,这个时候,墨菲忍不住了,她噗嗤一笑,说道:“等等,米线是有了,过桥呢?”

However, at this time, Murphy couldn’t help it. She snorted and said, “Wait, the rice noodles are here, how about crossing the bridge?”

杨轶愣了一下,他很快想到了关键,哭笑不得地解释道:“那个小娘子上岛的话,是通过一座桥走过去的,所以这个菜就叫过桥米线。”

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, but he quickly thought of the key, and explained in disbelief: “When the little lady went to the island, she walked across a bridge, so this dish is called Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles.”

一边说着,杨轶还忍不住冲墨菲瞪了瞪眼,似乎埋怨地在表示:“居然拆台!”

While speaking, Yang Yi couldn’t help but glared at Murphy, as if complaining: “It’s actually demolished!”

墨菲阴谋得逞,偷偷地笑着,也冲杨轶瞪了瞪眼:“哼,怎么,不服气?”

Murphy succeeded in his conspiracy, smiled secretly, and glared at Yang Yi: “Hmph, why, not convinced?”

曦曦倒没有觉得有什么,她觉得这个故事很有意思,而且也是长了见识,高兴地在那里笑着,看着爸爸妈妈眉来眼去。

Xixi didn’t think there was anything, she thought the story was very interesting, and she also gained knowledge. She smiled happily and watched her parents frown.

因为汤还是有点烫,杨轶要了一个小碗,捞出一些,一边吹着,一边喂给小姑娘。

Because the soup was still a little hot, Yang Yi asked for a small bowl, fished out some, and fed it to the little girl while blowing it.

杨轶夹起一条米线,看着小姑娘哧溜地吸到了嘴巴里,吧唧地吃着,关心地问道:“没怎么样?觉得好吃吗?”

Yang Yi picked up a rice noodle, watched the little girl **** it into her mouth, ate it, and asked with concern, “Is it okay? Do you think it tastes good?”

“没味道。”曦曦却摇了摇头。

“No taste.” Xixi shook her head.

“没味道?那你喝点汤,这个要就着汤一起吃,一筷子米线,一勺子汤。”杨轶舀点汤在小碗里,然后让曦曦尝尝。

“No taste? Then you drink some soup, this should be eaten with the soup, a chopstick of rice noodles, a spoonful of soup.” Yang Yi scooped some soup into a small bowl, and then let Xixi taste it.

终于,小姑娘眼睛亮了起来:“好喝!”

Finally, the little girl’s eyes lit up: “Delicious!”

曦曦跟着爸爸,嘴巴很叼的,什么东西好吃、什么东西一般,她都懂。这老鸭、老鸡、猪骨头炖的浓汤,还能不好喝吗?

Xixi follows her father, her mouth is very open, she understands what is delicious and what is ordinary. This thick soup stewed with old duck, old chicken and pig bones, can it still taste bad?

再尝尝别的,鸡肉还行、青菜不好吃、香菜不喜欢、薄薄的肉片也好吃,但曦曦最喜欢的,还是那个小巧的鹌鹑蛋!

Let’s try something else, the chicken is okay, the vegetables are not good, the coriander is not good, the thin slices of meat are also good, but Xixi’s favorite is the small quail egg!

但每人碗里只有一个鹌鹑蛋,曦曦吃完自己碗里的,还想吃,眼巴巴地看着爸爸。

But there is only one quail egg in each person’s bowl. After Xixi has eaten her bowl, she still wants to eat it and looks at her father eagerly.

杨轶便要夹自己的给她。

Yang Yi wanted to give her his own.

“不要这个,不要这个!”曦曦却焦急地抓住了爸爸的手,说道,“辣辣的。”

“Don’t want this, don’t want this!” Xixi grabbed her father’s hand anxiously and said, “It’s spicy.”

曦曦是真的不喜欢辣,她都闻到了汤里飘出来的辣味。

Xi Xi really doesn’t like spicy food, she could smell the spiciness wafting from the soup.

“不是很辣啊!”杨轶都尝过了,这边炒过的辣椒跟川省、湘南的比起来都根本不算辣,他说道,“不信你尝尝。”

“It’s not very spicy!” Yang Yi has tasted it, and the fried peppers here are not spicy at all compared to those in Sichuan and southern Hunan. He said, “If you don’t believe me, try it.”

“不要,我不要!”小姑娘抗拒地摇着小脑袋。

“No, I don’t!” The little girl shook her head in resistance.

“要不我用水给你刷刷。”杨轶说道。

“How about I brush you with water.” Yang Yi said.

曦曦的小脑袋摇得跟拨浪鼓一样。

Xixi’s little head shakes like a rattle.

墨菲将自己碗里的鹌鹑蛋夹了过去,笑着说道:“那曦曦吃妈妈的。”

Murphy took the quail eggs from his bowl and said with a smile, “That Xixi eats her mother.”

曦曦这回就同意了,她还高兴地张开小嘴巴,仰着小脑袋,指了指自己,乐不开交地说道:“麻麻,这里,给我吃!”

Xixi agreed this time. She opened her mouth happily, raised her head, pointed to herself, and said happily, “Mama, here, give me some food!”

“小懒虫!”墨菲塞到曦曦的嘴巴里,看着她吃得眉飞色舞~IndoMTL.com~不由地笑嗔道,“没有了啊!”

“Little slacker!” Murphy shoved Xixi’s mouth into her mouth and looked at her with delight~IndoMTL.com~ couldn’t help laughing and said, “No more!”

“我也吃饱了。”曦曦志得意满地拍了拍小肚子说道。她刚才还喝了两小碗浓汤,吃了很多肉,小肚子都已经鼓起来了。

“I’m full, too.” Xixizhi said, patting her stomach proudly. She also drank two small bowls of thick soup just now, and ate a lot of meat, and her stomach was bulging.

服务完女儿,杨轶才安下心来,挥动筷子,扒拉着哧溜了一大口米线,他也是有点饿了。

After serving his daughter, Yang Yi just calmed down, waved his chopsticks, and slid a mouthful of rice noodles. He was also a little hungry.

不过,杨轶一边吃,一边将自己碗里的鹌鹑蛋夹给墨菲,墨菲慢条斯理地吃着,她还有一大碗。

However, while Yang Yi was eating, she gave Murphy the quail eggs in her bowl. Murphy ate slowly, she still had a big bowl.

“哎,你别给我啊!”墨菲看到自己的清汤上面飘起了一点辣椒油,虽然对杨轶这关心的举动感到心里暖暖的,但还是忍不住嗔道。

“Hey, don’t give it to me!” Murphy saw a little chili oil floating on top of his clear soup. Although he felt warm at Yang Yi’s caring behavior, he couldn’t help but said angrily.

“你一个人吃两个人的分量,快多吃一点。”杨轶笑着说道,“而且真的不辣,我不骗你,你试试,要是辣你揍我好吧?”

“You eat the portion for two people by yourself, eat more quickly.” Yang Yi said with a smile, “And it’s really not spicy, I won’t lie to you, try it, if it’s spicy, you can beat me?”

“又打不动你!”墨菲轻轻地拍打了一下杨轶的肩膀。

“I can’t touch you again!” Murphy patted Yang Yi’s shoulder lightly.

杨轶笑着,将自己碗里的最好吃的鸭肉继续夹给她:“乖,多吃一点。”

Yang Yi smiled and continued to give her the best duck meat in her bowl: “Be good, eat more.”

“我不要,我可不要在怀孕的时候,变成胖子孕妇!”墨菲没好气地嗔道,“夹回去啦,你都没有什么菜了!”

“I don’t want, I don’t want to become a fat pregnant woman when I’m pregnant!” Murphy said angrily, “Cut it back, you have nothing to eat!”

“曦曦剩下的还归我,怕啥。”杨轶笑道,“而且我不喜欢吃鸭肉。”

“The rest of Xixi will be returned to me, so what are you afraid of.” Yang Yi smiled, “and I don’t like duck meat.”

当然,这是睁着眼睛说瞎话,墨菲在家里都跟杨轶吃过鸭子。

Of course, this is talking nonsense with eyes open. Murphy has eaten duck with Yang Yi at home.

墨菲拗不过杨轶,只好想了想,她从自己碗里,将那些花花的猪肉和带着点脂肪的鸡肉夹给杨轶:“那你帮我吃这个,太油腻了!”

Murphy couldn’t beat Yang Yi, so she had to think about it. From her bowl, she gave Yang Yi the pork and chicken with a bit of fat: “Then help me eat this, it’s too greasy!”

其实不算特别油腻,这样的猪肉和鸡肉才好吃!

In fact, it’s not particularly greasy, such pork and chicken are delicious!

杨轶和墨菲就这样,你推我让,一份过桥米线吃了好久。

Yang Yi and Murphy are like this, you pushed me to let me, and I ate a cross-bridge rice noodle for a long time.

       

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